Page 5 of Absolute Fulfillment
I couldn’t help but laugh. “I wasn’t really, but now that you say it, yeah, that was funny.”
“Nah it wasn’t.”
I shrugged. “Well then, I apologize. How are you, Rennix?”
“I’m good. Adjusting.”
“To what? The city?”
He nodded. “Yeah this city has its own vibes and motion. Everything is fast, nothing pacing or slow.”
“I bet. But everything is going well, right?”
“I mean things are cool, except I been tryna be your friend for how long and you been tryna hoe a nigga.”
“I have not. I’m just not into what you’re selling.” I turned my face and looked at him seriously.
“How do you know I’m selling something?”
“That look in your eyes and the way you keep licking your lips when your eyes find their way on everything but my face. You’re handsome, Rennix, but I promise I’m not your cup of tea. I’m crazy, baby. The voices in my head make me bad for a man like you.”
He licked those lips again. “A man like me?” Confusion was etched in those features like I’d recited a riddle.
“The type used to getting his way and having a plethora of girls on your roster.”
“Used to getting my way, probably. But a roster? Nah baby, that ain’t me. I’m a grown ass man not some lil pissy ass boy. I know what I want.”
“And that is?”
“You, and before you tell me you ain’t looking for something serious, neither am I right now.”Damn, he licked those lips again.
I was about to respond, but Harlem and Kinga returned to the kitchen. Him now holding Brooklyn and her holding Kysler.
“Damn Harlem, you didn’t have anything in this race.” Rennix grinned, holding his hand out for Kysler who came straight to him.
“I know. Twins and neither of my kids look like me. Even though I was the one going through hell the entire eight and a half months.” She handed lil mama off and went to wash her hands. As soon as she finished, she was back to moving around the kitchen.
“You weren't the only one going through it. I loved you but couldn’t stand you or them that last month.” Kinga shook his head and I couldn’t help but cackle.
“Yet you asked me to marry you.”
He shrugged. “Told you I couldn’t stand you. Don’t mean I wasn’t irrevocably in love with you.”
Harlem’s natural mug quickly transformed into a big smile.
“Lil lady tell your moms and pops we don’t wanna hear any of that mushy stuff.” Rennix smiled and played with Kysler.
She giggled at him, probably not paying a lick of attention to his words but seeing him giggling and tickling her.
“You’re good with her. You have kids?” I asked, my attention on him. I couldn’t help but let it stay on him.
“Nah. I have twin nephews.”
I nodded. “By your twin brother?” Yep, I was being nosy.
“No, my other one. My baby brother.”
I nodded.
